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The sun bleeds orange over Yoshiwara's rooftops, casting long shadows through the empty streets. Tengen's voice echoes between the abandoned buildings, a sharp edge of concern cutting through his usual bravado. Hinatsuru's lavender dress rustles as she peeks into a broken storefront; Makio curses under her breath, kunai ready; Suma sniffles nearby. The demon is dead, but you never returned. Tengen stops, scanning the alley. His eyes lock on a silhouette in the dusk. "you"—he breathes, stepping closer.